#phantom

Anarchism is the great liberator of man from the phantoms that have held him captive; it is the arbiter and pacifier of the two forces for individual and social harmony. ↗

— Emma Goldman

#arbiter #captive #forces #great #harmony

There are men who would quickly love each other if once they were speak to each other; for when they spoke they would discover that their souls had only separated by phantoms and delusions. ↗

— Ernest Hello

#discover #each #had #love #men

You must know that I am made of death, from head to foot, and it is a corpse who loves you and adores you and will never, never leave you! ↗

— Gaston Leroux

#gaston-leroux #love #phantom-of-the-opera #death

It is far more difficult to murder a phantom than a reality. ↗

— Virginia Woolf

#far #more #murder #phantom #reality

When the nurse leaves, Doctor Rose mouths, “Act like you’re in pain.” Then she mimics a painful expression in case Summer doesn’t understand. On the contrary, Summer’s an expert at interpreting body language and reading lips. It’s all thanks to her observant nature while enslaved on the Cosmos. Who else could tell that Peter’s discomfort is due to him wearing the same pair of underwear for a week straight? Ah, yes, she always knew when day six and seven approached. She watched the crew member with much amusement as he waddled, pulled wedgies, and scratched his bum relentlessly. Not that anyone else cared to know that little nugget of information. ↗

— Laura Kreitzer

#forsaken-harbor #humor #laura-kreitzer #phantom-universe #science-fiction

He who does not fill his world with phantoms remains alone. ↗

— Antonio Porchia

#does #fill #his #phantoms #remains

My first two records were more energetic; Phantom Moon is subtle, quiet; so these various reactions are just something I expected. ↗

— Duncan Sheik

#expected #first #i #just #moon

There comes a stage at which a man would rather die cleanly by a bullet than by the unknown terror of the phantom in the forest. ↗

— Tahir Shah

#fear #forest #jungle #phantom #terror

In another world,' he said, lowering his voice; I remember... was it not in another world, in a life which was not in thrall to sleep and its phantoms?... ↗

— Charles Nodier

#phantoms #sleep #dreams

Where are you going?" "You should go down and have supper. I'll take my lodging somewhere else." "But you can't leave me alone here. You're my husband." "They've no room for me!" "Then we both go!" She walked past Erik to open door and gently pressed it shut with her palms. He didn't resist. She recognized his anger, she could see it in his scowl. Even though the mask covered his face, she knew the contours of his flesh and knew his brows were knit and heavy above his eyes. She knew because he wouldn't look at her lest his anger spill out and slam against her like the back of his hand. How fragile his control! A battle rage inside him to pacify this darkness, to keep it from swallowing them both alive. ↗

— Sadie Montgomery

#meghaniry #phantom-of-the-opera #anger